I just spent about $25 on laundry aids. The kids came home from camp with every item of clothing filthy. Their formerly white socks are black with dirt. I had to wash their towels twice to get the dirt out. I hate this part of the camp experience.

I remember a time, back in the late 90s, when I thought nonsense like this mattered somewhat more than I do now. Now I see well-educated people yammering about the birth control choices of their daughters, or gay marriage, and I think they are morons.

Should I be ignoring all these posts Lime keeps moving? Do they actually show up anywhere else?

My apartment is also fairly neat right now because I jut threw out a whole bunch of junky furniture and old dishes and assorted crap. I was planning to actually buy some furniture, but with this whole house buying thing rearing its ugly head that's on hold and I have to admit, all this open space is very soothing. The room I'm in now is down a junky sectional couch and huge old trunk and now the only furniture is my desk, a couple of CD racks, a bookcase, my chair and the newly acquired crafts card table, it feels like a ballet studio, its where I do all my back stretches now.

I remember a time, back in the late 90s, when I thought nonsense like this mattered somewhat more than I do now. Now I see well-educated people yammering about the birth control choices of their daughters, or gay marriage, and I think they are morons.

Yes, Lime is just testing. There isn't anything in them.

The thing that makes me happy is that I vacuumed for the first time in forever. I love my vacuum cleaner; I know that it's weird, but it is quiet and cleans carpets well.

I was thinking last week that I have enough stuff. I do not presently want any new cookware, which is my usual overindulgence. I threw away and gave away a whole bunch of things over the last year and have made an effort to organize what's left. I have some things in the garage that I'm giving to our sitter when she moves into a student apartment with some friends in the fall. I've made both girls go through their rooms and throw things away or donate them or what have you. So I was all happy with the amount of stuff that I have. Why, then, am I looking on eBay tonight at all the neat stuff I could start collecting?

I remember a time, back in the late 90s, when I thought nonsense like this mattered somewhat more than I do now. Now I see well-educated people yammering about the birth control choices of their daughters, or gay marriage, and I think they are morons.

You know, there was a commercial about a decade ago, about how you could use Rubbermaid, I think, containers for storage. You had this family of four, saying, "We have too much stuff." and then they've fixed it all with rubbermaid storage.

So it ends with them looking at each other in realization. "We need more stuff!"

That runs through my head far more than it should, given it wasn't that great a commercial.

I think we have finished with the laundry. Can I wash their athletic shoes in the machine and let them air dry with newspapers stuffed inside?

I'm pissed at my husband because he refuses to get with the program. I bought a laundromat laundry cart a couple of months ago (Maria Gleason was going to buy one at the same time; I wonder whether she did) and the excellent idea is to fold the clothes right into it from the dryer, then roll it to each room or closet where the clothes go and drop them off. Instead of doing that, he's taking loads of clothes out of the washer and dumping them on various beds throughout the house. I asked him why and he said because the other beds were too cluttered. I may have to kill him. But I can probably get another husband on eBay.

I remember a time, back in the late 90s, when I thought nonsense like this mattered somewhat more than I do now. Now I see well-educated people yammering about the birth control choices of their daughters, or gay marriage, and I think they are morons.

Yes, you can wash shoes.

He's dumping wet clothes on beds? Or do you mean dryer?

Spawn does his own laundry at least half the time. He hangs up his shirts right from the washer and let's them airdry. That works well and eliminates the folding problem.

Yes, you really might have to kill him, I certainly would. My dream house is going to have a huge walkin closet with a washer and dryer that is directly accessible from all the bathrooms. I am going to do the laundry and fold it straight from the dryer and put it away right there in that same room and then when one gets out of the shower one scampers into that room to grab clothes and/or get dressed and there will be no bureaus in any of the bedrooms and no piles of clean folded laundry to gradually get diluted with the dirty laundy til you can't tell which is which anymore but it doesn't matter anyway because the cat has started sleeping in them and shedding all over the clean clothes. Barring that one of those big rolly laundry carts is the best solution in the world.

Debby, the rolling cart is la bomba. I don't know why husband cannot see that. I have been planning for years to get one, but you can't just go into a store and buy one. Then I realized I could probably get it on the internet. And yea, it was so.